This thread is deeply distressing to me and my family.
As a Weelowan I was kidnapped by a family of fierce hyraxii, and kept by them for several years.
I was found with stick on hooves, and barking like a muntjac, and no memory of my beloved parents and 1,200 grieving siblings.
My rerabbitilation was long and painful.
And now this.
Sooner or later I knew Gus would stoop to the hyraxii.
I am a bwoken Wabbit.
Goodbye cruel world.
For all of you hyrax lovers rest assured that the Lord has commanded that hyrax will not be eaten on pain of suffering from the eternal flames.
Quote:Foods not to eat- camel, coney (hyrax, rock badger), rabbit, pig, creatures of the sea or steams that are without scales or fins, eagle, black vulture, red or white kites, any raven, horned owl, screech owl, gull, any kind of hawk, the little owl, cormorant, the great owl, white owl, desert owl, osprey stork, any kind of heron, hoopoe, bat flying insects that swarm, flying insects that walk on all fours, winged creatures with four legs, weasel, rat, any kind of great lizard (gecko, monitor, wall, skink, chameleon), no creature that moves on the ground.
http://www.bromike.com/food/gateway.html
Woe to him that has bitten into the hyrax flesh.
That looks absolutely delicious. Slap that bad boy between a couple slices of bread, drop on some green peppers and just a dash of pepper..... to die for.
I dont like my dinner with no face....
I introduced the topic at the tire store. "Excuse me, could you get those Michelins down from the hyrax?"
Now that's a thread-stopper right there. Just can't beat that.
